Okay, so here’s a little story about my life.
It’s 11pm here and I’ve been watching horror movies all day and it’s no bothering anyone because its 11pm and that’s the ‘normal’ sleep time. But I’d just finished a pretty gruesome movies and my laptop’s warning me its about to die. I bolted to my room, I’ve never run so fast in my life, but after I got my charger and I’m running back through the hallway my 7 year old little brother has jumped out of his room and screamed at me. Naturally I’ve lost my shit, I screamed back at him, terrified I hit the hallway wall, hyperventilating and basically crying. After my mini heart attack I continued on my way and went to plug my charger back in. But because I just had a mini heart attack I coULD nOT GEt thE PlUg TO GO INTO THE WHOLE AND SPEND A SOLID 5 MINUTES TRYING TO PLUG IN MY LAPTOP BEFORE IT DIED.
Moral of the story don’t watch horror movies if your family is a bunch of little shits.
